Chapter 432 She is the Light of the Entire Series

The following day, the news that Lu Qinglin and Nan Wan had registered their marriage immediately went viral and became a trending topic online.

#Lu Qinglin, President of Tiannan Group, and Miss Nan from Country F get married#

Everyone who clicked in was stunned.

Miss Nan?

That's an incredibly wealthy and mysterious family that commands hundreds of thousands of followers! Their background is just too amazing!

The Lu family panicked immediately.

They all thought Lu Qinglin was long dead, but they never expected that not only was he alive, but he also returned with such an amazing wife.

Old Mrs. Lu and Mrs. Lu couldn't sit still any longer, so they went straight to Tiannan Group and specifically asked to see Lu Qinglin.

They wanted him to save Lu Shen, who had been imprisoned for a month with no news of him.

At this moment, in the president's office, Lu Qinglin was holding Nan Wan and kissing her on the sofa.

Upon hearing the report, a cold smile appeared on his lips, and he ordered his men to lead them to the reception room.

Then, he took Nan Wan's hand and slowly walked over.

As soon as Grandma Lu saw Nan Wan, she became furious and slammed her cane heavily on the ground.

"Lu Qinglin! I never expected you to still marry this woman! Now that you've registered your marriage, you should go back to the Lu family ancestral hall to report to your ancestors!"

Lu Qinglin's expression was indifferent, and his opening remarks were a heavy blow.

“I have severed ties with the Lu family. I will find time to move my parents’ memorial tablets out. As for my wife’s matter, there’s no need for the old lady to worry about it.”

"What are you saying! You unfilial son! You've forgotten your family after getting married!"

"Someone, see the guest out." Lu Qinglin didn't even bother to glance at her.

Madam Lu panicked and rushed over, grabbing his arm and pleading tearfully.

"Qinglin, we watched you grow up, blood is thicker than water! Please save your second uncle, he's been in there for a month!"

Lu Qinglin suddenly stopped, seemingly deep in thought.

"I had forgotten about it if you hadn't mentioned it."

He called out, "Fang Zheng."

Hope immediately ignited on Madam Lu's face.

Lu Qinglin looked at her and slowly instructed, "Take the latest evidence to the police station and make sure my second uncle can serve his full ten years in prison and enjoy a good life."

"Yes, Mr. Lu." Fang Zheng replied and turned to run.

"You unfilial son!" The old lady was so angry that her face turned green and she trembled all over.

Lu Qinglin ignored them and prepared to leave with Nan Wan.

Madam Lu rushed forward to stop him as if she had gone mad, and knelt on the ground.

"Qinglin, your second aunt is begging you, please save your second uncle!"

Lu Qinglin looked down at her, his tone icy.

“If you need to ask, ask my wife. If she forgives you, I have no objection.”

Madam Lu immediately turned to Nan Wan and crawled two steps on her knees.

"Miss Nan, your second aunt begs you, please save your second uncle!"

Nan Wan looked at her, a cold smile curving her lips.

"Back then, when the Tang family fell on hard times, my mother and I knelt at the Lu family's door for a whole day and night, but the Lu family's door never opened. And now you want me to forgive you based on just a few words?"

A cold glint flashed in Lu Qinglin's eyes, and he spoke directly, announcing the final judgment.

"The Lu family is undergoing liquidation, and all its assets will be seized. If you want to keep the Lu family's old house, then go to the entrance of the Tang family's ancestral home and kneel there for two days and two nights. If you are a minute late, the old house will be gone."

The old lady stomped her foot in anger.

"You dare!"

Lu Qinglin added, his voice devoid of any warmth.

“The old lady can be exempted from punishment. As for the rest of the Lu family, every single one of them, if even one is missing, they can expect to end up on the streets.”

After saying that, he put his arm around Nan Wan's waist and left without looking back.

Back in his office, he picked up Nan Wan and placed her on his lap.

He held her tightly, his voice muffled.

"Wanwan, I'm sorry, it's all my fault that you suffered so much back then."

Nan Wan leaned against him and whispered.

"You will have to atone for your sins for the rest of your life."

Lu Qinglin looked at her intently, his eyes serious.

"Yes, in this lifetime, I am willing to be your slave."

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead. "Are you hungry?"

Nan Wan's eyes lit up. "I want to eat chestnut cake."

Lu Qinglin laughed and gently pinched her nose.

"Little glutton, I've already prepared it for you."

A knock sounded at the door, and Fang Zheng walked in carrying an exquisite cake box.

Lu Qinglin opened the box, cut off a piece himself, and fed it to her with a fork.

Nan Wan opened her mouth, took a bite, and the delicate cream and sweet chestnut puree melted in her mouth. She squinted her eyes in satisfaction.

"Sweet, isn't it?" he asked.

She nodded vigorously.

"I'll try it."

He didn't reach for the cake; instead, he leaned in and kissed her lips.

Suckling and sucking, my mouth is filled with the blissful sweetness of chestnuts.

...

The busiest pedestrian street in Fuzhou is teeming with people; it truly is a place where every inch of land is precious.

Gu Xingnian and Qingning walked ahead hand in hand, intimately linked.

They each had a cup of milk tea in their hands, slurping it down happily.

Qingning held the freshly made takoyaki, still steaming hot. She skewered one with a bamboo stick and fed it to Gu Xingnian, then skewered another and popped it into her mouth. The two of them ate with great relish.

Five steps behind them, two men followed at a leisurely pace.

Both men were dressed in well-tailored suits, tall and imposing, with excessively handsome faces, making them stand out from the surrounding hustle and bustle.

It was Fu Beichen and Huo Shenyuan.

Today's only task is to accompany you on your shopping trip, as ordered.

Countless young girls on the street kept turning their heads back, their eyes glued to the two men, unable to look away.

"Am I seeing things? Isn't that Fu, the richest man in the country?"

"The guy next to him is so handsome too, he's the president of the Huo Group!"

Discussions arose, and cell phone cameras were secretly pointed at the screen.

Within minutes, the hashtag #President Fu and President Huo accompanied their wives shopping# quietly climbed to the top of the trending searches.

The box of takoyaki was quickly emptied, with only two left.

Qingning rubbed her stomach and said, "I can't eat anymore."

Her eyes lit up, and she pointed to a stall not far away, "I want to eat those skewers."

She gave Gu Xingnian a look, and Gu Xingnian nodded knowingly.

Gu Xingnian went to buy skewers.

Qingning took the remaining box of small dumplings, turned around, and ran to Huo Shenyuan.

She picked one up and held it to his lips, her voice sweet and soft.

"If you can't finish this, try it, it's super delicious."

Huo Shenyuan looked at the meatball covered in sauce, and his brow twitched almost imperceptibly.

He paused, then extended his long, slender fingers and gently pushed her hand away.

"You eat, I won't eat."

He never touches these things from the street.

"Come on, open your mouth."

Qingning persisted, bringing the bamboo skewer even closer.

"Try it, just one bite, hurry up."

Fu Beichen, standing beside him, tried his best to suppress the upward curve of his lips and simply turned his face away, pretending not to see it.

He stepped forward and grabbed Gu Xingnian's slender waist from behind as she waited in line to buy skewers.

Several girls nearby gasped and turned around.

"Wow, so handsome."

"This guy is so handsome, I feel like I've seen him somewhere before."

Fu Beichen took out a handkerchief from his suit pocket and gently wiped the thin layer of sweat from her forehead.

"Honey, have you had enough shopping? Let's go home."

This place is too conspicuous.

Gu Xingnian glanced at him sideways.

"President Fu, you rarely accompany me shopping, and now you're already backing out?"

She snorted.

"Who was it that confidently declared this morning that Qingning and I could eat and play however we wanted today?"

"Here, have a sip."

She raised the milk tea cup in her hand and put the straw directly to his lips.

"good."

Fu Beichen lowered his head, took a sip from her hand, and the sweet taste melted in his mouth.

His tone was full of helpless indulgence.

"I'm worried that if you eat so much junk food, you'll get a stomachache at night."

He took her hand and held it tightly in his palm.

"Let's go home early, honey. It's too sunny today. I'm afraid you'll get heatstroke."

Looking at her rosy cheeks from the sun, Fu Beichen really wanted to bend down and take a bite.

"No, let's shop a little longer." Gu Xingnian pulled her hand away and walked into the mall.

Fu Beichen sighed and strode after him.

Over here, Huo Shenyuan was completely cornered by Qing Ning.

Looking into her stubborn yet expectant eyes, he finally opened his mouth.

The meatballs tasted surprisingly good when I put them in my mouth.

He chewed a few times and swallowed.

The next second, he stretched out his long arm and pulled the boisterous Qingning into his embrace.

His deep voice rang in her ear, both gentle and domineering.

"Honey, you're pregnant now, so you can't eat just anything."

"What would you like to eat? I'll have the chef make it for you; it'll be clean and hygienic."

"Let's go see a movie then," Qingning suggested immediately.

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly saw the huge LED advertising screen on the street corner.

The screen is playing a promotional video for "Blazing Red Makeup". The female lead, Tang Xiaoya, is wearing a red armor and holding a long spear, standing in the center with a heroic and valiant air.

Beside her were two equally tall and handsome male leads; this was a period drama with two male leads.

"Look, it's Xiaoya!"

Qingning pointed excitedly at the big screen, her eyes sparkling.

"So cool!"

Huo Shenyuan's face instantly darkened.

He tightened his grip on her waist and asked in an annoyed tone, "Who do you think is handsome?"

Qingning turned around and met his deep eyes, immediately smiling with her eyes crinkling.

"I was talking about Xiaoya, not those two male celebrities."

"That won't work either."

Huo Shenyuan's possessiveness was off the charts, and he reached out and pinched the soft flesh on her waist.

Qingning laughed and dodged, slipping out of his arms and running away.

He took a long stride forward and hugged her tightly again.

He had been holding back for a long time, and he really wished he could swallow this little thing whole right now.

"Honey, shall we go to Qingcheng to visit Xiaoya on set?" Qingning suggested coquettishly, tilting her head back.

Huo Shenyuan looked down at her, his eyes darkening, and a mischievous smile appeared on his lips.

"That depends on how you perform tonight."

Qingning's face flushed red.

This man kept counting down the days, just waiting for her to pass her 12-week gestation period.

It seems like today is the day.

“Sister Weiwei has gone on her honeymoon, and Sister Nian has also returned from her honeymoon. It’s just me who’s stuck in Haicheng every day.”

Qingning muttered under her breath, clearly dissatisfied.

Upon hearing this, Huo Shenyuan suddenly smiled.

He pinched her cheek and asked deliberately, "Do you know what the main activities of a honeymoon are?"

"It's just for fun," Qingning said innocently.

"After you give birth, I will take you to visit the Star Hotels around the world and have a great time with you."

Huo Shenyuan spoke with great magnanimity.

"Really?" Qingning's eyes lit up instantly.

"certainly."

He leaned close to her ear and added in a voice only the two of them could hear.

"I guarantee you'll have a blast."

There was a hint of malice in that sentence.

Qingning didn't realize what he meant and nodded happily, falling into the man's trap once again.

...

Qingcheng, a film and television city.

The propaganda hall was bustling with noise, and the flashes of light from the cameras made it as bright as day.

Media reporters aimed their cameras and microphones at the stage, while enthusiastic fans crowded in front of the railings, their screams almost lifting the roof off.

Today marks the second round of promotions for "The Fiery Red Makeup." Filming for the series has reached its mid-stage climax, and its popularity continues to rise, whetting everyone's appetite.

The female host held up her cue cards and raised her voice.

"This fan's request is to see our female lead perform a talent show on the spot!"

She paused, deliberately keeping everyone in suspense.

"If you refuse, you'll have to have an intimate interaction with the male lead according to the rules!"

"Aaaaaaah!"

The scene erupted instantly, with waves of applause and cheers rising higher and higher.

"Give me a kiss! Give me a kiss!"

"I'm totally shipping them! Please, please interact with us!"

Fans went crazy; who wouldn't want to see the female lead and the two handsome male leads showering each other with affection on set?

In the VIP lounge on the second floor, Yan Jin stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with one hand in her pocket.

He looked down at everything below, his deep eyes churning with emotion.

She dares.

She dared to have any intimate interactions with other men on stage; tonight he'll teach her a lesson.

At this point, the female lead's ability to react on the spot will be tested.

Under the spotlight, Tang Xiaoya simply curved her lips into a smile, picked up the microphone, and spoke in a clear voice.

"Then... I'll perform a talent show."

"Whoosh—"

Thunderous applause erupted.

Everyone is guessing whether Tang Xiaoya will perform a dance with the cold iron spear she wielded in the drama.

That's so cool!

Tang Xiaoya walked to the edge of the stage, bent down, and whispered a few words to her assistant Lily.

Lily immediately understood and quickly walked towards the control area.

She walked back to the center of the stage and interacted with her fans.

"Thank you all for supporting 'Blazing Red Makeup'."

"I'll perform a piece on the xiao (vertical bamboo flute) for you. It's a scene from the play where the female lead, after winning a battle, plays her jade xiao on a battlefield littered with corpses before returning to the capital, bidding farewell to the departed souls."

Her voice, filled with emotion, gradually quieted the noisy scene.

"It was a particularly sad scene, and I hope you all enjoy it."

After saying that, Tang Xiaoya bowed deeply.

Lily presented a jade flute with a smooth, warm texture.

Tang Xiaoya accepted it.

The two male leads very gentlemanly stepped aside to the sides of the stage, leaving the entire spotlight to her.

*Smack*

The lights in the entire venue suddenly went out.

Only one beam of light shone precisely on her tall and straight figure.

She raised her hand and brought the jade flute to her lips.

With a slight twitch of his fingers, the melodious yet mournful sound of the xiao (a type of Chinese flute) flowed out slowly, as if weeping and lamenting.

The scene fell silent instantly.

Everyone was captivated by the sudden atmosphere of sorrow.

Suddenly, the large screen behind her lit up.

A silent video begins to play.

This is a clip from the film "Flaming Red Makeup".

Amidst the smoke of battle and the carnage of the battlefield, a female general clad in blood-stained armor gazed upon the devastation. She took out a jade flute and, amidst the swirling snow, played a farewell tune.

On the screen, lines of ink-wash style poetry slowly appeared:

On the sixth day of the tenth month, the frost and spears were cold, and the iron cavalry, with their continuous camps, shook the clouds and mountains.

Where the smoke of war rises and bones lie buried, the barbarian cavalry were never allowed to cross the mighty pass.

A red dress appears where the battle robe is torn; the sound of a jade flute rises from the lonely city.

The snow blown down the armor like a thousand piles of snow, turning it all into white banners to summon the soul.

In the video, snow is falling heavily, and the female general's black hair is covered with white frost. Her eyes are filled with tears as she bids farewell to all the soldiers who guard their country and its rivers and mountains.

The next second, artificial snow began to fall heavily on the scene.

Everyone gasped in surprise.

Tang Xiaoya played the instrument earnestly, gently closing her eyes as a single tear slid down her cheek.

This scene was so real that it was truly moving.

The fans at the scene were completely overwhelmed, with many bursting into tears and sobbing throughout.

On the second floor, Yan Jin's pupils contracted sharply.

He looked at the woman under the spotlight, and his heart trembled as never before.

Is this his little crybaby?

Tang Xiaoya, who cries at the slightest touch in his arms and seems to have no special talents?

No.

She is not.

She is a female general who fought on the battlefield, she is the light of the whole drama.

He was glad that he had impulsively and casually chosen her.

When everyone thought that the scene of her playing the flute in the play was a stand-in, she used this method to tell everyone that it was herself.

Yan Jin's heart pounded wildly, a mix of surprise, excitement, and intense possessiveness almost burning away his reason.

He didn't want to let her go.

He wanted to hide her like this, to show her only to him.

On the other side, popular actor Yan Chen was watching this scene via live stream on his mobile phone.

On the screen, snowflakes fell into her hair, and tears streamed down her cheeks.

His heart pounded with the sound of the flute, his emotions surging.

He wanted her.

This thought came fiercely, unrelated to anything else, solely due to the uncontrollable throbbing deep within my being at this moment.

Four years have passed, and she remains in his heart.

The sound of the flute stopped, the lights came back on, and many people at the scene were still immersed in their deep sorrow and had not yet come to their senses.

"Thanks."

Tang Xiaoya opened her eyes and bowed again.

The next moment, a thunderous applause erupted.

#FlamingRedMakeupAsGodhood#

#Tang Xiaoya Jade Flute#

The two terms rose to the top of the trending search list at an astonishing speed.

The number of pre-orders for the series on the platform instantly surpassed one million.

This publicity campaign was an unprecedented success.

Yan Jin whispered something in the director's ear, then turned and left the VIP room.

At noon, the main cast and crew had lunch together at the hotel.

The atmosphere in the luxurious private room was lively.

Everyone surrounded Tang Xiaoya, praising her without reservation.

"Teacher Tang, you were absolutely amazing today!"

"That flute music brought tears to my eyes, it was absolutely amazing!"

"Seriously, your performance has elevated our show to legendary status!" The director, beaming, personally seated Tang Xiaoya in the main seat.

There was an empty seat next to her.

Tang Xiaoya asked with some confusion, "Director, do we have any more guests?"

The director smiled knowingly.

"Of course, it's our big boss."

Tang Xiaoya's heart skipped a beat.

The door to the private room was pushed open from the outside.

Yan Jin strode in with her long legs.

He was wearing a well-tailored black suit, with a tall and imposing figure and a powerful aura, attracting everyone's attention as soon as he entered the room.

Then, under everyone's gaze, he walked straight to Tang Xiaoya and sat down in the empty seat next to her.

Tang Xiaoya froze, feeling restless.

He even attends these kinds of small gatherings?

She hadn't seen him for two days.

Under the table, a large, hot hand suddenly reached out and accurately grasped her cold little hand.

Tang Xiaoya trembled in fright and almost screamed...